one for the road

jay on the flathead, me and the brain on pans, hot mom rob on a shovel, mike d on his ironhead, zito on the triumph and q on mike d's new daily commuter the xr1200. about 250 combined years or old iron that somehow made it about 3 hours each way there and back with only a couple of minor fixes on the side of the road. good times and twisty mountain lanes that were much needed. we blew right past a turn once because i was in a complete eurphoric daze somewhere between the road and outer space i think.